Perhaps noticing that Yan Li remained silent, Wen Ze seemed to sense something was amiss and looked up at Yan Li: "Is Yan Li afraid?"
Yan Li almost ran away when Wen Ze asked the question he already knew the answer to.
In a gloomy place, in the time of the underworld, he discussed such gloomy things with her and asked her if she was afraid.
Thanks for the invitation, but she really isn't a fan of the same brand.
But if she runs now, and he catches her, she'll probably be stuffed into this empty crystal coffin and suffocated.
While Yan Li couldn't help but think the worst, she was also dealing with Wen Ze:
"No, I'm just curious why the butler told me that there are thirteen princesses in the castle if there's no one in the crystal coffin."
Yan Li tried to deceive Wen Ze, but she couldn't deceive herself. She was not only afraid, but her legs were also weak.
Running away directly won't lead to survival, no matter how you plan. It's better to keep asking for useful information. Even if you die, at least you'll be a knowing one.
"The butler didn't lie to you; there really are thirteen princesses in the castle."
Upon hearing the accusation, Wen Ze glanced at Yan Li, whose legs were trembling slightly, and quickly guessed that she must be thinking of something unpleasant. He couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"But he didn't say that all thirteen princesses were in crystal coffins."
Yan Li: Okay, okay, you're playing word games, aren't you?
She was truly speechless.
"Does Ayan still remember our promise?" Wen Ze chuckled as he looked at Yan Li, who was lost in thought, and stepped forward to take her hand.
"I remember." Yan Li didn't dare to shake her head, but she had already begun to plan her escape from the castle.
Seeing that Yan Li did not deny it, Wen Ze's smile deepened. "It's late. Now that Yan Li has seen what you wanted to see, shouldn't you keep your promise?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Li almost instinctively tried to pull her hand away.
But Wen Ze's hand was as firm as welded iron, and she couldn't break free at all.
In the very end, Yan Li was picked up by Wen Ze and returned to the crystal coffin on the fifth floor once again.
"I only agreed to be your maid, not to give myself to you..." Looking at Wen Ze undressing, Yan Li covered her eyes with her hands, but left only a small slit open.
Wen Ze: "Really?"
Yan Li nodded without hesitation.
Wen Ze stepped into the crystal coffin, his fingers deftly beginning to unbutton Yan Li's clothes, like a rogue, "Then maybe you remembered wrong."
"I could never make such a stupid deal."
Yan Li: ?
But at this moment, Wen Ze did not give her any extra time to think.
He gently pinched Yan Li's chin and kissed her, then used his lips and tongue to pry open her teeth, stimulating her and constantly igniting a fire within her.
"Ah Yan, you will keep your promise and stay, right?"
Wen Ze's golden eyes were like whirlpools. His movements were gentle yet sometimes domineering. His hands gripped her waist tightly, not allowing her any chance to escape.
Will you stay?
Yan Li did not respond. She was a warrior, and her duty was to rescue the princess trapped in the castle.
The wicked witch was most skilled at bewitching people, and every warrior who went to the castle would be bewitched by her and eventually be cruelly killed by her.
“If Ayan is willing to stay, everything in the castle will be yours. What the princess can give you, I can give you too.”
"Would you like to stay and be my princess?"
As Wen Ze did this, he bit Yan Li's lips, his magnetic voice lingering in her ear, and his breathing grew heavier and heavier.
'Princess, please persevere! A kind, brave, and righteous warrior will surely awaken you with her sincere heart.'
You will eventually regain your freedom.
It's unclear how much time has passed, but Wen Ze still hasn't received Yan Li's answer, which means the Warriors haven't given up yet.
He seemed to be provoked, chuckled softly, then bent down and bit the skin on her neck, his delicate kisses beginning to flow over her body.
"...That's enough."
Countless times, Yan Li felt that the outside world was beginning to turn white.
Wen Ze was like a mad dog, tireless. He practically turned her into a lump of dough, and then he would turn around and say she had poor physical fitness.
If she weren't in good health, she would have died in his crystal coffin long ago.
Her voice was hoarse at this moment, and when she realized that Wen Ze was about to make another move, she finally couldn't help but speak up to stop him.
Wen Ze wouldn't listen to advice. Looking at Yan Li, his hands were already itching to do something. "This is the last time."
Yan Li just wanted to run, but her fingers had barely touched the edge of the crystal coffin when Wen Ze pulled her down again.
Ten fingers slipped between her fingers and pressed against the extremely thick velvet blanket.
…*…
The castle is strange; the living can't get out, and the dead can't get out either.
Yan Li, who prided himself on being the most powerful warrior, finally found an opportunity to escape by taking advantage of the trust he had built up over several days of intimate moments with Wen Ze.
As dusk fell, she looked at the castle gates and felt her legs go weak thinking about what had happened in the crystal coffin these past few days. The marks he had left on her were even more appalling.
The system hadn't told her that doing the mission carried the risk of losing her virginity, which resulted in her not only failing to rescue the princess but also almost losing herself in the process. This was a huge loss.
However, she wasn't one of those warriors easily swayed by lust. Although he was indeed handsome, the mission came first.
Since death is impossible, there is only hope, new hope, in living.
After leaving the castle, Yan Li felt that even the air was sweet, and she headed straight down the mountain without any hesitation.
Hesitation leads to defeat; seizing the opportunity means certain death.
Yan Li was extremely fast, and in less than half an hour she reached the halfway point of the mountain. She stopped for a moment, took a few deep breaths, and then recovered.
She looked behind her and, finding no movement, breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Based on the clues, they shouldn't be able to catch up.
With Wen Ze's 'thoughtful' companionship, Yan Li finally realized yesterday that she might have been thinking wrong from the beginning. The kind person's suggestion might not have been a simple threat, but a reminder.
The only ones who can't leave the castle are the people inside, but she isn't one of them.
As it turned out, her deduction seemed to be correct.
Given how clingy Wen Ze has been to her lately, he should have noticed it a long time ago.
And that housekeeper, every time she gets close to the gate, it's as if there's a raging flood outside, as if we're afraid she'll open the gate.
Even with this deduction, Yan Li still dared not completely let her guard down.
As night fell, she needed to hurry and leave this place.
As a qualified warrior, Yan Li's physical strength is naturally not bad, but it is nothing compared to a real monster.
The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped Yan Li, who nimbly ran through the mountains.
It would even occasionally grab a vine and swing up, as if it were the king of the mountains, knowing everything about them.
However, Yan Li acted hastily.
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